Promises

The ocean promises
To wash away the pain
Vowing to free me
From wild thoughts
Which pound in my head
In time to the crashing waves
Abrading my senses
Scraping away reason
Leaving only the raw and painful
Feelings which have survived
Resisting mutiny
Until today

by Elizabeth Russell

Comments (1)

This is a terrible poem. Dreadful! sloppy, unfeeling, no flow at all. Elizabeth, You know I am joking don't you and that I am your biggest fan? I just thought I should write something different for a change.Ha, ha. I loved this poem. It made me feel the icey sea cleansing me of all the hurt and confusion. Love Gyps PS I did not give you this stupid score that the morons have been tampering with.